As he bent down to search for the English textbook in the drawer, she covertly took the chance to size up his well-built chest and broad shoulders. When he looked over, she guiltily snapped her gaze back as if she was a thief caught in the act. Whenever his gaze shifted away, she couldn't help but sneak peeks at him again.
"Class leader, what are you smiling about?"
"It feels weird seeing you without a shirt on here. Can you pick locks? Help me unlock my dormitory door, and I can change into my clothes."
The small brass lock on the dormitory door was something Luo Yang could easily open.
So, he went with Hong Jiaxin to the girls' dormitory to unlock the door.
With just a piece of wire, he opened the lock.
When the door opened, he only glanced inside to see a number of clothes hung on the bed frames—big and small, red, pink, white, black, triangular, square, oval; they had them all.
He didn't enter, just waited in the hallway.